Château de Champs-sur-Marne

Continuing our quest to leave Paris every weekend (HA!  That was good while it lasted…), The Husband and I are constantly on the lookout for metro ads designating good weekend getaways from Paris.  July brought good news for us — a Château just North-East of Paris was reopening after being refurbished, and had beautiful gardens!  Being the picnic lover that I am, I decided that we needed to go immediately, and enlisted some fellow Americans to make the trek out with us on the RER.

As far as Châteaux go, this was nothing to write home about.  I would dare say it was more of a manor than a Château, though still beautiful.  What threw me though was how much more modern this one seemed than all the other châteaux in the area!  This one had servants quarters (modern!), running water, a billiard room, and the list goes on!  While that was pretty cool, we were really upset that we couldn’t go see the top floor!  Looking up at it from the grand staircase was absolutely beautiful, so I was really bummed when we couldn’t actually enter!  Needless to say, when I signed my name in the guest book I made sure to state that though the château was beautifully restored, it would have been nice to actually see the whole building for once!

We headed out to the gardens after taking in the house, and seated ourselves in the nice shaded seating area overlooking the fountains behind the château for a nice picnic.  About half way through our meal, though, a French worker came up and kicked us (and the 4 other families picnicking alongside us) that we needed to leave the grounds.  Food was not allowed.  So, we grudgingly trudged out of the grounds and across the street, all the time stating all the sassy things we should have said, and would be sure to next time, should this ever happen again.  Our lunch view after that was not quite as picturesque as the fountains and grounds were…

The best part of the day, though?  The gardens had the equivalent of an off-roading section, only for walkers instead of cars.  We headed out to check out a beautiful statue, only to be scared to death by the thought of ticks attacking our bare legs.  Nature and me, we don’t really get along.  Needless to say, if I were going to buy a château, this wouldn’t be the one.  I like eating food outside and not having ticks too much.

Château de Champs-sur-Marne
Château de Champs-sur-Marne
Château de Champs-sur-Marne
Château de Champs-sur-Marne
Château de Champs-sur-Marne
Château de Champs-sur-Marne
Château de Champs-sur-Marne


Château de Champs-sur-Marne


Château de Champs-sur-Marne
Château de Champs-sur-Marne
Château de Champs-sur-Marne

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4 comments
  1. Meagen said:

    I love seeing pictures of you two together. Maybe because I’ve realized how hard it is to get non-selfie non-ultra-zoomed pictures with one’s spouse. Your couple pictures are so cute always!

    • katherinecurrent said:

      Haha, thanks Meagen! Yeah, Andrew prides himself on his ability to take good photos of us… Useful talent to have!

  2. Madame de Pompadour rented the chateau for w hile…spent a fortune on it and then left it when Louis XV made it clear that he, like you, did not care for the place….

    • katherinecurrent said:

      Interesting fact about Madame de Pompadour. It’s not that I didn’t care for the Château, it’s that it wasn’t my favorite ever. I am deathly afraid of ticks, so that combined with the rude treatment by the workers made for a more sassy review than normal. But, like I stated above, the château itself is beautiful and was restored to top condition. I just wish I could have seen all of it!

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